The fight in the basement lasted less than a quarter of an hour and ended.
The sour smell of inferior ale was completely covered by the strong smell of blood. The mottled wooden table was spattered with dark red blood stains. Broken wine glasses and scattered weapons rolled on the floor.
More than a dozen corpses were lying on the ground, some with their eyes wide open, full of reluctance and fear.
A Mo, the one who was the first to speak of "the theory of cultivating gu", also fell in the corner, with a dagger stuck in his chest, and his hood slipped down, revealing a young and pale face.
No one is a winner.
All those involved in this fight died together in the end.
In the private room on the second floor of the tavern, the three Gui Mengguan stood quietly by the window, looking at the dark figures hurriedly leaving downstairs, their faces extremely heavy.
They noticed the anomaly in the basement earlier than anyone else and heard all the conversations inside.
"I didn't expect... that it would really come to this."
Oupai's voice was a little dry, and he subconsciously clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white.
He has seen many dead people and killed many enemies, but seeing a group of fellow aliens who once shared the same disease killing each other for the identity of a Void illusory "protagonist" still feels as uncomfortable as a stone in his heart.
Qian Gujue sighed softly, Gold Soul Coin on his fingertips turned quickly, and finally landed on the palm of his hand with a "ding" sound, with the back facing up.
"This is the inevitable result." His voice was so calm that it was almost indifferent, but there was a trace of unnoticeable fatigue hidden deep in his eyes. "When all hopes are shattered and survival becomes a problem, the darkest side of human nature will be exposed. What's more, what A Mo said may not be wrong."
"Do you also believe in the theory of cultivating gu?" Oupai turned his head suddenly and looked at Qian Gujue, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Weak chickens don't deserve to live!?
"I don't believe in heavenly cultivation, but I believe in human nature." Qian Gujue shook his head, "Think about it, why do we travel to this world? Is it really a random accident? Why do so many time travelers appear at the same time? Why do some people have systems and some don't? Why can some people bring the power system of the entire world, while others can only be ordinary people?"
He paused and continued, "We still don't have answers to these questions. But one thing is for sure - the world is undergoing some kind of change that we can't understand. And all the time travelers are chess pieces in this change. Some chess pieces are important, and some chess pieces are not important. Unimportant chess pieces will either be eliminated or become nourishment for important chess pieces."
Gui Mengguan remained silent. He leaned against the window frame and looked at the towering white bell tower Magic Academy in the distance with deep eyes.
He realized the fragility of the group of time-travelers earlier than Oupai and Qian Gujue. He knew that the despair of ordinary time-travelers did not arise out of thin air.
They have no system, no backing, and their only reliance is the memory of the plot that has long since expired. When the plot completely collapses, they become the most rootless duckweeds in the world.
But he still didn't expect that they would use such an extreme method to find a way out.
Devour each other.
This is the most primitive and cruel law of survival.
"Brother Dao is also dead." Gui Mengguan suddenly spoke in a low voice, "He was a good man. If he hadn't been born in this era, if he hadn't traveled to this world, he would have been a very good big brother."
Brother Dao was the last one to fall. He had a chance to escape, but he didn't. He tried to stop the fighting, but in the end he was surrounded by three of his most trusted brothers and died under his own sword.
"Luolock cannot know about this matter." Gui Mengguan turned his head and looked at Oupai and Qian Gujue with a serious tone, "He is too young and too innocent. We cannot let him see such a dark side."
"I know." Oupai nodded, "I won't tell him."
"Also, strengthen the security of the Magic Academy." Gui Mengguan continued, "After this incident, the remaining time travelers will only become more crazy as long as they think about raising Gu. They will use any means to improve their strength, and maybe they will target Magic Academy, this cross-border time traveler who may have better luck than anyone else."
"Don't worry, I have made arrangements." Qian Gujue said, "Luo Yin and Kawazhong have already led people to patrol around the academy. Anyone with unknown origins is not allowed to get even half a step closer to the academy."
I don't think Luolock is stronger than them at all, I just treat him as a child.
Guimengka nodded and looked out the window again.
The sunset has completely set, and night has enveloped the entire Suotuo City.
Magic Academy is brightly lit in the distance, like a pearl embedded in the darkness.
But here, there is only blood and death.
They are both time-travelers, but their destinies are completely different.
Not to mention that Luolock is the darling of the entire continent and the hope of countless people.
Just say that they were born in the Spirit Hall. Compared with those ordinary time travellers, they can only bite each other like wild beasts in dark corners, and finally die silently, and no one will even remember their names.
"Do you think we will become like them one day?" Oupai suddenly asked, with a hint of fear in his voice.
Gui Mengguan and Qian Gujue were both silent.
None of them could answer this question.
But no one knows what the future will bring.
Will they be like those people, and in order to survive and become the so-called "protagonist", they will raise a butcher knife and chop at the people closest to them?
No one knows the answer.
"Let's go." After a long time, Gui Mengguan said slowly, "Go back. Luolock is still waiting for us to have dinner."
The three of them turned and left the private room without looking back at the basement full of blood and despair.
The tavern owner will dispose of the corpses like a pile of garbage.
When the sun rises tomorrow, no one will remember what a brutal fight happened here.
No one will remember that there was once a group of time-travelers here who had dreams, but died in mysterious circumstances in the end.
On the way back to the Magic Academy, the streets were brightly lit and people were coming and going.
Vendors were shouting, children were chasing and playing, and couples were holding hands with happy smiles on their faces.
Everything seemed so peaceful and beautiful.
It seemed as if everything that had just happened was just a nightmare.
But Gui Mengguan knows that it's not a nightmare.
That's what really happened.
And, this is just the beginning.
As more and more time-travelers appear, and as the world becomes increasingly chaotic, things like this will only become more and more common.
He looked up at the sky. There were stars in the night sky.
Who knows how many other travelers like them are struggling for survival under this starry sky.
I don't know how many people will actually survive in the end.
"No matter what," Gui Mengguan stopped and looked at Oupai and Qian Gujue with firm eyes, "The three of us will never become like that. We will always be brothers."
Oupai and Qian Gujue looked at each other and nodded heavily.
"Yeah! We will always be brothers!"